Daring, who stripped my prince of his vest?

Dongfang Mo almost forgot to breathe at this moment, but yesterday she was still alive and kicking in front of him.

However, in just one night, she lay here quietly, as if she might leave him at any time.

He couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts. Is this woman really going to leave him like this?

No, that won't happen. She's such a bad mouth and she hasn't scolded him enough. She must be reluctant to leave...

He held her hand tightly, wanting to pass on his strength and warmth to her, hoping that she could get through this.

His heart was filled with worry and reluctance, but he knew that he could not fall down at this moment.

He had to be strong, for her and for their future together.

"Your Highness, Imperial Physician Wen is here." Bu Xing bowed.

Dongfang Mo said anxiously: "Quick, let him in."

"But what happened to the princess?" Wen Qi asked as he walked in.

Dongfang Mo calmed down and explained, "We came back from the Galan Temple yesterday. She went to bed normally at night and there was nothing unusual all night. Until this morning, she was still in a deep sleep and could not be woken up no matter what."

"Take a look, is she poisoned?"

Wen Qi sat down and took Yin Youyou's pulse. He couldn't help but frowned. Then, he took the pulse of the other hand.

But the answer he got was nothing unusual, and there was no sign of poisoning. He told Dongfang Mo the result.

Dongfang Mo also looked shocked and puzzled.

If she wasn't poisoned, then why did she suddenly fall into a long sleep?

Wen Qi thought of something, and he asked Dongfang Mo again: "Did the princess come into contact with anyone yesterday? Did she have any wounds?"

Dongfang Mo thought about it, "Yesterday she didn't come into contact with anyone suspicious in the Galan Temple, except for the monk who personally gave her a talisman. I was by her side at all other times, and there was nothing unusual."

Wen Qi asked, "Is it the amulet given by the abbot of the Galan Temple?"

Dongfang Mo nodded, "That's right."

"Since it was the abbot who gave it to her, it certainly won't harm her." Wen Qi murmured, "Could it be that the abbot has already calculated that the princess will have this disaster, so he gave her the amulet on purpose. Otherwise, why would he only give the amulet to the princess without knowing why?"

Dongfang Mo also frowned slightly, perhaps it was as Wen Qi said.

He nodded and said, "It's possible. But what happened to her now? Why is she in a deep sleep?"

Wen Qi asked him to check if Yin Youyou had any wounds or other abnormalities before they could make plans for the next step.

He and Bu Xing retreated out, closed the door, and waited outside.

Dongfang Mo took a deep breath. He had to stay calm and steady. She was waiting for him.

He gently unbuttoned her underwear and stared carefully at every inch of her skin, not even missing a small black mole. He even checked her back and soles of her feet, but found no wounds or abnormalities.

If it were usual, if she let him ravage her like this, he would have pounced on her without thinking twice.

But at that moment, he didn't have any thoughts about that at all. He just hoped that she would wake up soon and that the sharp-tongued Yin Youyou would come back soon.

After tidying up her clothes, she let Wen Qi in.

"What?" Wen Qi asked.

Dongfang Mo shook his head.

Wen Qi couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He had been practicing medicine for ten years and had never seen such a disease.

No, to be precise, this is not a disease at all, she is just in a deep sleep.

Sleeping? Not waking up?

He thought about it over and over again, and suddenly, he slapped his thigh.

"Yes, I remember now. It's witchcraft."

Dongfang Mo also looked up at him in surprise and motioned for him to continue.

Wen Qi tried hard to recall and said slowly: "When I was young, I remember my master once told me that many years ago, the Wujiao clan not only knew how to make antidotes for various poisons, but could also make people die slowly and inexplicably while they were sleeping at night."

"When you wake up the next day, that person will not be breathing. The master calls this witchcraft. I heard that they used the person's birthday to cast a spell, but only people with deep witchcraft skills can perform it. Those who are not at a high enough level will be backfired."

"Logically, the princess might have already... but now she is just in a deep sleep, and the reason is unknown. I think only by finding the witch cult can everything be explained."

"However, it seems that the princess is not in danger of death for the time being, but it is still unknown when she will wake up. Perhaps we need to find the witch cult and get the antidote, and then the princess will wake up."

After that, Dongfang Mo pursed his lips and said nothing. He carefully digested what Wen Qi said.

After a moment, he said, "I understand. Thank you. The princess hasn't woken up yet, so you should stay in the palace for the time being. I'm also worried that something bad might happen to her. I feel more at ease with you staying in the palace."

Wen Qi nodded to show his understanding.

There is a courtyard for him in the Prince of Jin's mansion, which is convenient for him to come and go at any time. However, since there is nothing to do in the mansion, he usually likes to stay in the bamboo forest for a while to tinker with the various medicines he has.

"I'll go down first, you go ahead." Wen Qi bowed and took his leave.

Wen Qi was a royal physician at the Imperial Medical Bureau and also a friend of Dongfang Mo. Although Wen Qi was five years older than him, there were no complicated etiquette when they met.

Because he didn't like the restrictive job in the palace, he asked Dongfang Mo to help him get out of the palace. Coincidentally, Dongfang Luo also wanted him to become Dongfang Mo's man.

Later, after leaving the palace, he lived in the Prince of Jin's Mansion. He has been focusing on improving his medical skills, and Dongfang Mo has seen it all. Dongfang Mo is very impressed with his medical skills.

Dongfang Mo looked at the closed door, stroking it with his fingers.

It's witchcraft again. The aphrodisiac he took last time came from witchcraft. Now he's in a coma, it's from witchcraft again.

He clenched his fists. Since the existence of witchcraft is to harm people, they don't deserve to stay in this world.

He wrote something on the paper and called Zhu Yan, asking him to quickly deliver the letter to Qingyang Mountain and personally hand the letter to Xiao Wenlun.

Then he also wrote a letter to the palace. He didn't dare to leave the person in the bed for a moment, for fear that she would disappear as soon as he left.

After doing all this, he sat down at the head of the bed again, holding her still warm hands tightly with both of his hands, and calling her name from time to time, asking her to wake up.

He even took away all the work that Baicao and Ziyuan were doing.

He would personally wipe her body, wash her face, and change her into clean clothes every day.

No one in the mansion dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the master who was serving the princess.

They also prayed silently in their hearts that Yin Youyou would wake up soon.

In the palace, Dongfang Luo also received a letter from Dongfang Mo.

The letter briefly explained Yin Youyou's situation and the affairs of the Witch Clan, and sent people to investigate and find out the results as soon as possible so that Yin Youyou could wake up soon.

Dongfang Luo frowned frequently. Last time she thought it was just an accident, but now it seems that some people want to kill her.

Lu Fan was just a cover and a target. This witch cult was about to disappear in the world many years ago, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He never thought that its power would grow again and its hands would extend so far that they even dared to reach the royal family.

"Lin Yuan, come out." he shouted loudly.

Lin Yuan knelt on one knee and saluted, "Your Majesty, I am here."

"Take your men to check where the Witch Cult is now and destroy their lair for me." Dongfang Luo said angrily.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your command." Lin Yuan responded and stepped back.

Dongfang Luo held out his hand, "Hey, wait, before you skin them alive, you must get the antidote for Princess Jin."

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."